prefer silence

I was playing a game at night, and a message popped up on WeChat.

[Guan Yue: Yu Yuan, Yu Yuan!Are you asleep? 】

It's past eleven o'clock now, what is Guan Yue looking for me so late?

[Me: I haven't slept yet. 】

[Guan Yue: Xiaojie is on the air, are you interested in watching his live broadcast? 】

Guan Yue threw a link.

Wouldn't Yuan Jie's roommate have any objections to the live broadcast at such a late hour?

I watched the movement on Chen Zheng's side, he was leaning on the pillow typing.

Turning over, I secretly clicked on the link, and the progress bar showed that Yuan Jie had been broadcasting live for 4 minutes.

The barrage pops up one bubble at a time.

[Ajie's Gold Master: Good evening, Xiaojie! 】

[Will you get wet in the rain: Good evening Xiaojie, what game are you playing today? 】

……

In the small window, Yuan Jie straightened his hair, showing a shy smile, "I won't play horror games today, I want to play a relaxing one, please give me an idea."

All of a sudden, various game names were played on the screen.

I also want to join in the fun. I just finished typing and when I clicked send, the system reminded me that I was not logged in.

I patiently finished the operation step by step, and returned to Yuan Jie's live broadcast interface.

He hasn't decided which one is fun, so I quickly send out the words I want to type.

[Xiaojie, I am your father: I recommend a bridge engineer!It's fun! 】

I admit that I used this nickname just to attract Yuan Jie's attention, but I didn't expect to attract unanimous protest from his fans.

[Xiaojie's number one mother fan: Hello!The big brother above, you don't even have a fan badge, do you have the nerve to call yourself Xiaojie's father? 】

【Mumuzi: Exactly!That person was caused by other fans of the anchor to make trouble. 】

[One 16-year-old is you: Where did you come from, all the sisters present who belong to monkeys should take him back. 】

I committed the anger of the public, and prepared to remedy it in a panic.I wanted to give him a few small gifts, but with a shake of my hand, I ordered the most expensive one.

"don't want--"

[Successful reward!Get a fan medal. 】

[The user "Xiaojie, I'm your father" waved his hand and turned on the special effects of fireworks in the live broadcast room. 】

I watched helplessly as a "Jie" crown appeared in front of my nickname.

Colorful fireworks exploded on the screen.

[Mu Muzi: The gold master father, I was wrong! 】

[Sweet cabbage: Father of the gold master, I was wrong! 】

[Ajie's Gold Master: Fund Master Dad, I was wrong!You are the gold master! 】

In the live broadcast room, the phrase "Father, the gold master, I was wrong" was used in a flash.

While my heart ached for my wallet, I also felt elated.

Yuan Jie smiled reservedly: "Then let's play Bridge Engineer today. I remember this game was released several years ago."

[Who is your blue friend: Ye Qinghui. 】

【Liu Ye Yiyi: Ye Qinghui~】

[I am Xiao Zhang: A nightmare for liberal arts students, a paradise for science students. 】

"This game file is relatively large, I remember I downloaded it before." Yuan Jie clicked his mouse left and right, "I'm looking to see if the installation package is still there."

I was waiting to enjoy the fruits of victory, Chen Zheng stretched out his big hand and rubbed my hair, "Yuan Yuan, it's time to sleep."

I immediately stuffed the phone under the pillow, "Ah, okay, I'm going to sleep."

"Is it turned off? If it's not turned off, don't put it on the bedside."

"Isn't there an automatic shutdown?"

"Hurry up." Chen Zheng stared at me.

I had no choice but to take out my phone and shut it down honestly.

the next day.

I yawned and sat opposite Guan Yue.

I was thinking about the follow-up of the live broadcast room last night, which caused me to not sleep well all night.

There are still about ten minutes before the official working time, so I casually asked, "Guan Yue, have you clocked in yet?"

"It's a fight." Guan Yue was suppressing something faintly, and his eyes lit up.

After a while, she still couldn't hold back, lowered her voice and said, "Did you watch Xiaojie's live broadcast yesterday? It was wonderful."

"There is a little fool with a zero-level new account and an extremely arrogant name. After being scolded by us, he flashed a firework and then ran away! It's so interesting! Hahaha."

The little fool himself was expressionless, "Is it interesting?"

Guan Yue still questioned: "No... Isn't it interesting?"

"I don't think so. Today's task is relatively heavy, so you should be prepared." I turned on my work computer, and I had finalized Guan Yue's work plan while speaking.

"Ah? No way—" Guan Yue wept, and lay down on the workstation lamenting.

At noon, I cruelly abandoned Guan Yue and returned to Song Zhiyuan's embrace.

We got there late and there were no more seats in the food court.

Three servings of fried chicken, two bottles of Coke, and two men squatting beside the fence of the small garden, gnawing regardless of their image.

Song Zhiyuan unscrewed the cap of the Coke bottle with a "poof", raised his eyebrows at me: "Aren't you going to take care of the interns?"

"She didn't need me to take care of her." I poked the fried chicken arm and looked up at him, "You know me so well, you should have guessed that this is an excuse, right?"

"Yes, I guessed it. I stopped contacting me suddenly, hiding from me is like hiding from an enemy, who the hell can't guess it."

A moment of silence.

Song Zhiyuan asked: "Why, aren't we best friends? Because I made a new girlfriend?"

"No, it's definitely not because of this. There was Le Min before." Song Zhiyuan handed me a piece of chicken dipped in spicy sauce, "Tell me, who told you what?"

I took a bite and lowered my head, not daring to look at him. I didn't say until I finished eating the piece of meat, "Someone said you like me."

"Cough, cough cough..." Song Zhiyuan was choked, his eyes turned red, "Which bastard said that!"

I gave him peace of mind and calmed down. Seeing that Song Zhiyuan was so excited, it must be fake.

"I know, I know, don't worry about who said it, anyway, I don't believe a word."

Song Zhiyuan suddenly blocked his right eye with an "ah" sound, "The chili pepper got into my eye, quickly get me a piece of paper."

I hastily pulled out a tissue and stuffed it into his hand.He pressed the paper towel around his eyes, and soon a thin piece of whiteness was soaked.

Is it that spicy?

I was a little worried, so I gave him another one.

Song Zhiyuan's eyelashes were wet, his red eyes met my face, and he said, "It's better if you don't believe it. We will always be good brothers, right?"

"Of course it is." I smiled and put my arms around his shoulders, "You will always be my best friend."

After packing up the leftovers, we chatted while walking.I asked him, "Hey, do you still have the engineer game?"

The bridge engineer game was very popular when Song Zhiyuan and I were in college. It is said that there are [-] levels in total, and the more difficult it gets to the later.

Song Zhiyuan was better than me. At that time, he had already played more than 1000 levels, and I only had a few hundred levels.I, a rookie, often asked him to take it with me.

"Save it, I've already cleared the level." Song Zhiyuan said lightly.

"Have you passed all three thousand levels?" I tugged at his hand in disbelief, "You didn't lie to me, did you? Why didn't you tell me when you cleared the level?"

Song Zhiyuan squinted at me, and said sarcastically, "Didn't you stop playing later, it's hot in 3 minutes." He waved his hands and crossed the road.

"I came back from the download recently, tell me how you cleared the level, did you read the strategy..."

"Hey, Song Zhiyuan, wait for me!"

The author says:

Little fool Yuanyuan: Later, I became a fan of my rival in love.

[All the few content about games and live broadcasts in this chapter and subsequent chapters are fictional, born out of the mix of real life, and born for the convenience of writing.I hope you don't take it seriously. 】